So Much for Studying ((cue Matt and Andrian))

When she asked how did they become acquainted; Andrian began to explain but was interrupted by Matt, he frowned and felt annoyed about being interrupted like that, he did nothing but instead sit there and listen to him tell her how they met, making sure he had told her the correct thing. "Yeah. That pretty much it," he laughed despise the fact that it was a really weird way to suddenly meet someone who instantly became friends to him just by asking him on his opinion on some trinkets for his girlfriend. "We've actually met at a meeting but never seem to have taken any notice of each other until the firebird bar opened," he added.

It was a surprising answer that Matt gave to her question, for Amelia had assumed they would have met in a more formal way. The excitement in Matt’s voice, however, confirmed that the story was true. Amelia noticed that Matt had a very excitable way of speaking, as though he punctuated nearly every sentence with an exclamation mark. Amelia wondered where he got the energy to treat every comment with that amount of enthusiasm; she felt as if she attempted it she would give up after only a few minutes.

Amelia also noticed while Matt was speaking the way Andrian responded to his words. He seemed a bit peeved by Matt speaking over him – which is essentially what the bartender had done – but he confirmed the story nonetheless. He laughed along with Matt, which showed he held no real animosity toward the more boisterous of the friends, adding only a little to Matt’s story, and in a much calmer tone that Amelia appreciated.

She nodded to signify that she had heard what they said, not really knowing what should come next. Amelia had never really flourished at the art of conversation, especially when the conversation had been sprung on her so abruptly. Instead she took another drink of her cranberry juice, larger than her usual sips with the faint hope in mind that when her drink was finished, she might be able to leave.

Unless you’re going to chug two-thirds of a glass at once, you’re going to be here for a while… Some part of her didn’t believe her plan of action would be as successful as another part did.

When Matt piped up again Amelia nearly choked on the liquid she was trying to swallow. Although Andrian had not scared either her or Matt with his entrance, Matt seemed to startle Amelia every time he spoke. It was likely the decibel at which his words hovered or the abrupt nature of them; they seemed to come out of nowhere although he sat no further than two feet away from her.

Recovering from her surprise with a small cough to clear her throat, Amelia’s lips downturned slightly at Matt’s words. His assumption that he knew enough about her to make a comparison between them bothered her, but not enough to come right out and say it. She knew very little about him, but he knew less about her. He didn’t know why she studied so heavily or put so much pressure on herself; he didn’t know her motivations or reasons. As someone who valued truth and logic so much, Amelia had never been keen on assumptions.

“You were lucky indeed,” Amelia replied instead, holding her tongue as to her thoughts on Matt’s assumptions of what she was like. Her mother had taught her much about etiquette, but Amelia had learned to filter her words all on her own, “Eleven OWLS is quite a feat.”